When i look reflection on the mirror
I see ugly thing on the floor
It's stink in hand that sticks on the door
This smells doesn't go still don't want to go
Where those things come from i don't know
And i think my mind can't be blow
So i close my nose with a dirty pillow
This smells doesn't go still don't want to go
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